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Celebrant

Other Names Silverlode
Kibil-nâla is the Dwarves' name for its source springs

Location: Arises from the Mirrormere in the Dimrill Dale on the east side of the Redhorn Pass. The Celebrant then flows east and slightly south at the southern edge of Lórien and empties into the Anduin.

Description: 'It is for the Dimrill Dale that we are making,' said Gandalf. 'If we climbthe pass that is called the Redhorn Gate, under the far side of Caradhras, we shall come down by the Dimrill Stair into the deep vale of the Dwarves. There lies the Mirrormere, and there the River Silverlode rises in its icy springs.'FotR, Book II, Ch 3, The Ring Goes South

'Here is the spring from which the Silverlode rises.' said Gimli. 'Do not drink of it! It is icy cold.''Soon it becomes a swift river, and it gathers water from many other mountain-streams,' said Aragorn. 'Our road leads beside it for many miles. For I shall take you by the road that Gandalf chose, and first I hope to come to the woods where the Silverlode flows into the Great River-out yonder.' They looked as he pointed, and before them they could see the stream leaping down to the trough of the valley, and then running on and away into the lower lands, until it was lost in a golden haze. ...Soon afterwards they came upon another stream that ran down from the west, and joined its bubbling water with the hurrying Silverlode. Together they plunged over a fall of green-hued stone, and foamed down into a dell. About it stood fir-trees, short and bent, and its sides were steep and clothed with harts-tongue and shrubs of whortle-berry. At the bottom there was a level space through which the stream flowed noisily over shining pebbles. ...'Celebrant is already a strong stream here, as you see,' said Haldir 'and it runs both swift and deep, and is very cold. We do not set foot in it so far north, unless we must.FotR, Book II, Ch 6, Lothlórien

The lawn ran out into a narrow tongue between bright margins: on the right and west the Silverlode flowed glittering; on the left and east the Great River rolled its broad waters, deep and dark. On the further shores the woodlands still marched on southwards as far as the eye could see, but all the banks were bleak and bare. FotR, Book II, Ch 8, Farewell to Lórien